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Looking for queer-minded writing partners

Hey there everyone, you can call me Em. I'm a 32 year old Dutchie who's been writing roleplays for well over 15 years now. If you see anything you like, please send me a PM!

What am I looking for?
- like the title says, I would love to write some queer stories. I really enjoy a good FxF story, but I'm also definitely up for some gender fuckery or off-the-binary kind of characters. I can also do MxM, but it doesn't have my preference at the moment.
- I used the word 'queer' for a reason. Give me characters that are real, characters that have bodies like people have and that do not necessarily follow the 21st century 'sexy' aesthetic. Characters that push boundaries and play with personal presentation and who fit in the setting we're writing in. Give me women who are fat, buff, hairy, disabled or anything else from the host of things that women aren't 'supposed' to be. Give me characters that push the boundaries of gender, or perhaps characters that are inhuman in ways that make the whole concept of gender a moot point to begin with. Give me something queer to play with.
- Along that line of thought: I like exploring the unusual, the strange, grotesque and ugly, and find the beauty and strength that lies within that. Let's take some risks and see where we end up.
- Romance is not a must, and within romantic-type pairings smutty stuff is not a must. I don't usually like to fade to black, but if we click well on other fronts I'm definitely willing to discuss it. I would absolutely be willing to do a more smut-heavy story as well, as long as the characters and plot work well. I might be up for kinky type shit as well, but it wholly depends on the details. Don't be afraid to ask!
- Please be over 18 at the very least.
- I prefer to RP over PM.

What can I offer?
- My posting speed varies, but it usually varies between once a day and once a week.
- I write at least 2-4 paragraphs, and would ask the same from you. One-liners kill my interest in a story fast.
- I love working together on plots and world building, whether it is adapting a setting or coming up with something new entirely.
- I'm totally up for exploring strange and unusual ideas. Let's get creative!
- I'll let you know if I lose interest, and I welcome hearing from you as well. That said, I don't mind it if you ever accidentally drift away. If you ever feel like picking it back up, just jump back in- no explanation necessary!

Plot ideas
(italicised is my (negotiable) character preference)
- Phantom of the opera inspired, Female PhantomxChristine
- MermaidxStranded Pirate
- Trained attack 'dog' werewolf X person who steals/saves her
- Beauty and the Beast inspired
- Jurrasic World inspired with female Owen
- Anything with werewolves, really
- Shifters being used as pit fighters
- Mage accidentally getting stuck with a summoned succubus
- lab experiment escapes with help of fellow experiment/janitor/remorseful scientist
- Something venom/symbiote inspired? Perhaps something with original characters/setting or


If you have something else you think I might like, I'd love to hear about it!

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Nothing yet, but I am settling into a new routine and feeling better about myself again which is nice :p I've just had a bit of a bad history with this kind of stuff, so it took me some time to work things out with myself, but I'm gonna try and have a crack at writing a post again right now, since I feel like I've got some inspiration back :)
I just found out I need to lose quite a bit of weight to get the breast reduction that would help me get rid of my back pains, so I'm a bit out of it. Sorry for being such a unreliable RP-partner, but once again I really don't have the energy or inspiration at the moment to keep up with posting regularly.
The fake smile on his face slowly moves into a genuine one with every cone that he throws. The game is a fun one, and not only because he gets to chuck objects at the person that alternately delights and baffles him. It looks kind of funny how Viltez becomes aware of what his tail is doing a split second after it actually happens, and Autharyx finds himself wondering what would happen if he kept aiming the pine cones a little bit farther away with every throw. He doubts it will end with his host being led around by his tail, but it's a funny image to consider regardless.

"You've got really good reflexes." Autharyx admits. Even he was kind of impressed at the way it had snatched the cone straight out of the air. That took a lot of coordination, and was a lot harder to do than simply slicing things up. Viltez still seemed to have little to no control about the appendage though, and wasn't that why they had come here?

"If you can't try to tell it what to so, perhaps it would be easier to come at it from the other side?" he suggested, thinking back to his own learning process when he had first started to walk around in his human body. It was hard to tell individual muscles what to do, but by doing things on instinct it was possible to get a feel for how the body worked and how he could influence it. Perhaps the same could be true for Viltez?

"Instead of trying to tell it what to do, see if you can feel the muscles move when it moves on its own. Perhaps if you get a bit more of a feel for it, it will be easier to move it by yourself? We know you can feel a touch on the skin, so you should be able to feel the movements as well, right?"
Autharyx stays quiet as Viltez blatantly dismisses the issue. He finds it hard to believe the beast-man as he speaks. After all, he hadn't looked 'a bit surprised' when he'd flinched back earlier, and neither had he when he'd run away after his tail had pulled Autharyx close. Sure, he spins a tale about not wanting to 'take liberties' or something, but to be honest Autharyx still isn't sure what he means by that. But hey, if his host is weary of him, he is allowed to spin that any way he wants. He might even sense that Autharyx isn't what he seems, and he can hardly fault a mortal for being intimidated by a dragon, can he?

Eventually he decides to just go along with Viltez, pasting a smile on his face and ignoring the tail when it ventures near him again. It turns a little more genuine as Viltez works to set up some pine cones, clearly excited about the whole operation. Autharyx gathers himself a pile of ammunition as well and settles in some small distance away to observe. When his host's back is turned, he quickly chucks a coffee at the back of his head, to see how good hours reflexes are. He won't be able to see it, but should be able to hear it. In the rest of the practice he aims his pine comes high and low, aiming to test the boundaries of Viltez' reach and reflexes.
Autharyx might have convinced himself he's doing this for a good reason, but he can't deny the small sound that seems to worm itself out of Viltez' throat catches his attention like a hook does a fish. He doesn't object when his host moves away with a slight shudder ( of disgust? He just can't tell), even though a part of him kind of wants to. He hasn't missed that he seems to have developed a tendency to find excuses to get physically close to the beast-man, even though the impulse baffles him. It baffles him how a small touch of fingers on fur makes his throat catch and stomach flutter or why such a little sound would make him want to do something that produces it again.

It is... disconcerting to have these thoughts and impulses come seemingly from nowhere. What is it about the man that keeps drawing Autharyx in like that? Sure, he's interesting, but that doesn't mean he has to be all... stupid about it. He stares at his host as he gathers pine cones, feeling strangely jittery without knowing why. It's only when he turns to smile at him, that Autharyx remembers to pull his face into at least a measure of composure. He manages a small smile back, but there's nothing he can do about the light flush or his blown pupils, especially since he has no idea why this stupid body is deciding to behave like that in the first place.

He kind of feels like he should say something, but by the time he realises that too much time has passed and he just moves to picking up pine cones as well, his eyes flicking to Viltez every once in a while seemingly of their own volition. He replays the incident in his mind, particularly the part where Viltez immediately jerks away, and once again finds himself feeling uncharacteristically... guilty? He knew Viltez didn't like being touched and he'd gone and done it anyway.

"I apologise," he finally says out of the blue when they've gathered a small pile of pine cones. "I shouldn't have... reached out. I should have remembered you didn't like it." He doesn't meet Viltez' eyes as he speaks, realising that by bringing it up again he was inadvertently admitting it had still been on his mind. Too late to do anything about that now, though.
Eheh, I should probably be the one doing shifty eyes. ... But it's just so much fun to mess with them!
Zach can tell that the priest enjoys dangling the secret in frontof him, so he tries to not-so-subtly enquire as to their destination. Predictably, the priest lets nothing slip, but he doesn't really mind. It's nice to get out of the house for a bit, but he doesn't expect to much of the outing. It will be through no fault of the priest, of course, but it's not easy to surprise a being like himself. He's seduced humans in many countries and in all walks of life. It's not like you can get anything impressive from a priest's wages after all.

Still, Zach had fun playing along with the excitement. He's been behaving less and less skittishly and it will be good for the priest to see him at unburdened for a bit. He shpuld probably start coaching the human his way in dreams pretty soon, and it will help if his mind has somehing to work with. Zach is pretty sure that Kiel is the type to behave all 'honourable' when presented with the affections of someone in his care, so it will be important to plant some seeds of longing in his mind before making a move for real. Of course he also isn't above u ding the mans compassion to his advantage, but one can't make longing out of pity alone.

It isn't long before they reach their destination, and Zach puts up an excited front as they reach the building, even though he has to admit it's not what he had expected. The letters above the entrance spell out 'aquarium', which only brings to mind some overpriced fish swimming in a small tank that a previous mark of his had been far too proud of. Still, the priest had presumably thought hard about this outing, so he is going to at least pretend he was-

His train of thought grins to a halt the moment they enter the main hall. Blue light throws flickering shadows on the walls and people as the visitors are dwarfed by the sheet size of the tranks. Tanks that contain a greater variety of fish than Zach had ever thought to imagine. His jaw all but dropped when a giant sheet of a fish gently flew through the water, scattering a small school of colourful, iridescent smaller ones. The incubus might have been all over the world, but he'd never had any reason to look below the surface of the water.

He is torn from his wonderings by a question of the priest, and it takes him a few moments to drag his gaze away from the majestic creatures moving behind the glass. He should probably be worried that he'd forgotten to keep up a mask for a few moments, but seeing as amazement is a pretty appropriate reaction, he lets it slide.

"It's. ... amazing, "he saus quietly, but honestly, not wanting to embellish needlessly when he is so impressed. He has to hand it to the priest:it's quite an accomplishment to impress a70-year old demon whose lives work it is to experience as many worldly pleasures as he possibly can. " I love it, " he continues, aiming his most brilliant smile Kiel's way, "it's perfect! " He impulsively moves in for a quick hug, before darting away again and pulling the priest with him. "I want to see everything!"

He knows the priest will enjoy seeing him enthused about something, so he doesn't hold back as he moves from once aquarium to the next. underwater life is more alien than he'd thought, and Zach delights with every strange and wonderful new creature he sees. Of course he always keeps his goal in mind, and it takes no effort at all to Mold his enthusiasm in a shape he knows will light his face up in the most attractive manner. He keeps touching Kiel in little ways, dragging him to a next exhibit and putting a hand on his arm to alert him to a particularly bright specimen. He laughs often and freely, and in the excitement the time flies by.

Eventually even Zach agrees they need to take a rest, and they sit down on a bench next to the water-themed food stand. He his still smiling ear-to-ear, chatting happily about the critters he'd seen that day.

"And the wavy ones were great as well! I didn't know fish could look like really weird plants. Turns out, there's a lot of things about fish I didn't know, actually."
:p What can I say? He just wants people to do anything his way (a)
Autharyx is gladdened to find Viltez seems to have relaxed a lot. Plus, he doesn't appear to havenoticed Autharyx' momentary lapse in composure, so that's all fine as well. He smiles when the tail comes up to touch him again, seemingly to reassure itself that he's not going anywhere. He supposed it could be considered possesive, but in spiteof that he isn't bothered by the touch. In fact, it feels kind of niceto feel the soft fur settle against his skin.

Where the touchof the tail isn't enough to discomfort him, his host's next question is. Autharyx' first instinct is to freeze, but he forces himself to keep a relaxed posture, tilting his head as if in thought. This was exactly what he’d been trying to avoid, and he wasn’t about to get duped into showing what a poor hunter he was just because Viltez was trying to be polite.

"I suppose so..." he starts in a thoughtful tone, as if he hasn't already made up his mind. "Though I have to confess that at the moment I am more interestenin seeing what you can do..." He smilesat Viltez to ensure him that it really is fine with him, stepping a little closer in the hope that his tail will once again seek his proximity. It is a little low in terms of persuasion techniques, but if it means he wont have a chance of embarassing himself, he will take it.

"There is still plenty of food, right? There will always be plenty of oportunities for hunting, whereas this," the next time Viltez' tail drifts by close enough, Autharyx carefully strokes through the fur, fingers digging in in the manner that had his host so thouroughly distracted before.

"This is truely unique and utterly fascinating."
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